Dosuke watched the ninja lying on the bed, moaning uncontrollably from the pain, the pus and blood flowing unstoppably from his wounds.
"The wounded are restrained, but what is the use of cleaning them over and over again?" Dosuke frowned and shouted at the medical ninja beside him. After speaking, he pulled the medical ninja away from the bedside.
He picked up a bottle of disinfectant from the medical shelf next to him and began to condense chakra in both hands. A chakra-infused water orb formed in his palm. He gently pressed the orb against the ninja's back. Wisps of orange-red fire poison were slowly drawn out of the body and into the water orb.
As the poison was extracted, the ninja groaned in pain. After a while, the water orb slowly turned a murky orange. Dosuke threw the contaminated orb onto the ground.
With a flip of his palm, the dark green chakra of the Mystical Palm Technique covered the ninja's back. Under its effect, the festering skin recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Okay, you two, give him a simple bandage," Dosuke said, lifting the ninjutsu and giving the order to the medical nurses on either side.
Looking at the wounded now being bandaged, Dosuke and Yamamatsu Taihe walked out of the medical tent.
"What is the situation with the wounded this time?" During the treatment, while using the extraction technique, Dosuke had felt the fire poison consciously hiding within the body.
"Most of the wounded this time were burned by this kind of fire poison."
"And, Dosuke!" Yamamatsu Taihe stood squarely in front of him. "You have to understand that Tsunade-sama is not here, and your medical ninjutsu is the best on the front line. I know you want to treat every injured Konoha ninja."
"But a medical ninja's chakra is limited. You, Dosuke, cannot heal everyone. We need to use our limited chakra and healing opportunities on the village's most important combat power."
"I can understand your desire to heal every Konoha ninja, but our ability is limited. Dosuke!"
"But, should I just watch them die?" Looking at Yamamatsu Taihe in front of him, Dosuke's breathing quickened, his nose flaring, showing his inner turmoil. In the past, he thought he was cold-blooded enough, but it wasn't until he set foot on this battlefield that he realized how fragile he truly was.
"Dosuke, I understand how you feel, but I hope you can consider the bigger picture." After speaking, Yamamatsu Taihe patted Dosuke on the shoulder.
"I understand," Dosuke said, lowering his head. The bangs on his forehead were damp with the morning dew.
Endure. As long as the roots remain, a fire will burn again on the prairie.
Just as Dosuke raised his head, he saw an orange-red sea of magma spreading from the edge of the Konoha camp, devouring everything in its path as it slowly advanced.
"Water Style: Great Waterfall Technique!"
Dosuke pushed Yamamatsu Taihe away. "Uncle Yamamatsu, you and Aunt Ayase organize the medical department's evacuation!"
A massive torrent of water spouted from Dosuke's mouth, meeting the oncoming sea of flames in the blink of an eye.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!!!
The sound of water and fire clashing filled the air. The entire area of the medical department was engulfed in a thick blanket of steam. Panicked shouts rose from the medical personnel. As part of the logistics corps, the vast majority of medical ninja did not possess strong combat capabilities. The sudden flame attack threw them into chaos.
The endless flow of water finally prevented the flames from continuing their rampage. Dosuke waved a hand to clear some of the steam from his view.
What appeared before his eyes was a woman wearing a Sunagakure forehead protector. She had a golden ponytail and wore a gray, sleeveless short dress with several white bandages wrapped around her abdomen. Her lower body was clad in form-fitting purple shorts, giving her a very capable appearance. A single sword was slung across her back, and she stared at Dosuke with sharp eyes. Her hands, which had just finished forming seals, were covered by purple sleeves that ran up to her upper arms.
She released the hand seal and, with one hand, grasped the hilt of the single sword on her back. Slowly drawing the sharp blade, she stared with wide, almond-shaped eyes at Dosuke in his white medical uniform.
She lowered her stance, the powerful muscles of her body, constrained by her tight clothing, faintly shifting as her feet touched the muddy water on the ground.
At such a young age, he can use Water Release of this level in a place with no water source!
"It seems I've caught a big fish," she said, her words cold despite her fair, oval face and thin cherry lips.
Originally, she had been destroying several Konoha positions while searching for the medical department. But the young man in the medical uniform in front of her had just stopped her ninjutsu with his own Water Release.
Putting force into her feet, the beauty gripped her single sword and instantly appeared in front of Dosuke with a hissing sound that broke the air.
"Sunagakure, Ye Cang."
The long blade was imbued with sharp Wind Release chakra. Swish! It passed through Dosuke's body at an incredible speed.
Ye Cang was stunned for a moment; there was no feeling of having cut through a human body. A splash of water landed on her beautiful face. The Dosuke who had been cut in two turned into a puddle of water and fell to the ground.
Hum! Hum!
In the moment of Ye Cang's confusion, two loud, high-pitched whines came from her left and right sides. In the camp, still thick with water vapor, two water spear fingers shot forth, their passage instantly clearing the steam as they stabbed fiercely at Ye Cang, who was still in place.
Boom!
The buzzing finger guns pierced through a splintered piece of wood. Substitution Jutsu.
Ye Cang now stood on top of a tent in the camp, holding her blade pointed forward. The slowly rising sun behind her made her silhouette all the more striking.
"Boy, who are you?" Her clear and pleasant voice carried a strong, palpable killing intent.
"Let me just say, those injured ninja should have died on the spot from their wounds. There shouldn't have been time to send them to the medical department for treatment," Dosuke mused aloud.
With his left hand in his pocket and his right hand shaped like a pistol, Dosuke pointed at Ye Cang on the tent roof. "I guessed that Sunagakure might be trying to locate the medical department, but I didn't expect you to dare to go so deep into our Konoha camp alone."
"Oh? Boy, do you know that I left those ninja wounded on purpose?" Ye Cang retorted.
"I didn't know at first," Dosuke admitted. "But when I was helping one of them remove the lingering fire poison from his body, I discovered the poison had a conscious, hidden intent. I knew someone was secretly controlling it. I planned to follow the trail, but I truly didn't expect you to come so soon." Dosuke wore a slightly helpless expression.
"Oh? You extracted my Scorch Style poison? Little brother, it seems you are an important figure in Konoha's medical department! It seems your big sister really cannot let you live!" Ye Cang bit her thin cherry lips, her gaze fixed intently on Dosuke.
"Hey, sister, contrary to you, this little brother wants to keep you here!"
As soon as the words fell, several buzzing finger guns instantly condensed on Dosuke's fingers. "Water Style: Buzzing Finger Gun, Four Shots."
Hum!